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At 9:00, it is just to 62°. I don't know how much cooler it was last night or this morning. I woke at 2:30, just... I am not functioning well. Yesterday was quite hot, it was up to 81° inside, in the main part of my home, yesterday. Though, as with today, the temp isn't purely a sun thing. Sometimes clouds, air movement or lack of it, pressure, and other things are involved. Definitely today, I should think.
Sleep was good. Very short, but good. I had the alarm set for an eight and nine and an half hour sleep, but woke solidly after four and a half hours. I simply could not sleep more. I actually woke an hour before, but was able to return to sleep. It wasn't too warm, at 68°. I don't know why.
The ducks were loosed. No food overnight, so they were as happy to go as children at recess. Quacking, chortling, flapping wings, pitter-pattering on their way. Not humanized, but no need. I can enjoy them from afar. They seem happy enough, and that is good enough.
Today? I don't know. A massive headache is just a stretch too far away. Perhaps it will happen no matter. I have dug back in around my sitting area. I suggested I was looking for something. While I did quit when I found the items, I went about the effort in such a way as to be finished with the general spot clearing by the time I found it. That I do such things very well suggests to me that my hind mind knows vastly more than it lets on. I am as a child to it's whims, and the thing that lives in that veil prefers that I... endeavor. Eyes and smile in otherwise dark, as the Cheshire Cat. * blink blink*
Oh, a few videos, with this notion in mind.
Yea? Not... quite. But it feels hard. Light in the darkness, hard things to know, do.
Yea.
Don't blame the Riders for your choices. Can't alter men.
You are choosing. Tic-toc, tic-toc, tic-toc. Awaiting your desires, sires.
Soon the riders will become unstoppable until... well either the world elites will be plowed under or time will end. This isn't a new drill. But nukes.
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